It was a normal day with the flock- since Fang left of course. Max was still in her room, trying to forget. Iggy and Gazzy were indulging themselves in video games, trying to get over the sadness that the Flock endured. Dylan comforted Max. Angel was acting like nothing happened-trying to cheer up the flock. Nudge was always silent, watching Disney.

"CEEEELLLLLLEEESSSSTTTTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEE!" Angel cried. The flock jumped. Max crept out her room, Iggy and Gazzy stopped playing the XBOX and Nudge turned off the television.

As the flock all walked in the room, they all said, "What happened?"

"SHE'S GONE!" Angel screeched, "WHO TOOK CELESTE?"

The flock looked at each other. "No one took Celeste," Iggy pressed, "You have to look for it more carefully."

"Anyways, you would know that one of us stole her," Max sighed (it was strange to get use to talked so loudly since she hadn't used her voice in some time), "You can read minds for Pete's freaking sake."

"Where is she…?" Angel whimpered, "I. WANT. HER!"

"Talk about whiny," Nudge sneered.

"Listen," Angel calmly said, "I don't have much friend. Scratch that… I don't have any friends. Celeste is my only friend…."

"You have us," Max said, "That's better than a stuffed animal."

"Not anymore!" Angel snapped, "I haven't seen sunlight in months because of your stupid overprotective-ness! You just mope around! All of you!"

"Lets go out for dinner, then," Max suggested, "How about Fine Italian Cuisine?"

A/N: Again, sorry for the insanely short chapters…. (disappointed in laziness) I told you things would lead up!